Tag: poem
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Never More – A Whirlback on a Monday
Decided to take the whirl since I’ve been skimping on writing poetry! This once is my take on an interlocking or interconnecting ruba’i. Basically it’s an AABA BBCB CCAC. No graphic today because I’m procrastinating and am about to go write a paper on systems thinking. Enjoy.😀 Never MoreA mute shadow now casted foreThe moon […]
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Never the same smile
I really like new soul music. There are some wonderful music makers out here, and one such tag team is Phonte & Eric Roberson and their album Tigallerro. Their song “Never the Same Smile” just really is a MOOD. This poem came from listening to that song. My poem doesn’t do it justice so listen […]
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I, too, sing America: A Juneteenth Jamboree
Well. I just like constancy and consistency. So even though Juneteenth and Father’s Day were Sunday, consider today to be the day I observe the former like the rest of the country. That said: here is your poetry Monday. A little quiet contemplation to start your week. Enjoy. I too sing AmericaExcept most of my […]
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Healing
Folks talk quite a bit about triggers and trigger responses. This is what I envision when I hear those words. Trauma. Trauma response. Triggers. I see needles lost in haystacks. Stick pins dropped into the carpet, with me on my knees rubbing my hands along the carpet pile trying to find it before I step […]
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My Words
I missed April 30th—sometimes I hit a mental swirl of death, not unlike that horrible grinding of an old laptop that’s on its last leg. It’s these hormones. Meanwhile, I wrote this one quite a while ago, it was inspired by this simple phrase written by someone else altogether, seen below (click the link in […]
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He Keeps On Doing Great Things for Me
Triolet– A/B/a/A/a/B/A/B rhyming pattern. Poets.org, https://poets.org/glossary/triolet So I took the #Triolet Challenge as set forth by the blog “We Drink Because We’re Poets” (now defunct, I believe) on August 5, 2013. It is an interesting structure that lends itself to iambic tetrameter–at least for me. It felt natural; though I have always told myself that […]
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